I'll never forget my grandmother and my mother in the living room watching Ronald Regan.

"They're defunding the mental institutions..."

"Yep. It won't be right away, but in about 30 years, you're gonna see crazy people roaming the streets in droves. It won't be safe to go out any more."

I had no real idea what they were talking about, but I remember it was a big deal, and now here we are, seeing the impacts of that.

Being in your element is priceless.

This is my dad fishing at sunset.

The truer you can stay to yourself, the happier you are.

My dad belongs at the edge of the wilderness, my mother at the helm of quilting needles, and my brother behind a compound bow drawn down on a prized elk.

My speciality is writing it all down by hand wherever I am. ❤️

Broths: beef, bone, or chicken

I make a homemade chicken soup that’s super yummy. It takes all day to cook on the stove.

Whatever soups you end up having, toss some fresh rosemary and thyme into and let it cook a good long while to get some of that flavor into it. It makes even a bland soup more enticing when you’re not feeling well.

If you have a super sore throat, I always enjoyed drinking hot orange Tang (the nasty orange powered stuff that super unhealthy for you) with some honey and cinnamon.

If you drink sugar-filled electrolytes, try diluting it half and half with water. Had someone to tell me to do that with the kids when they were little. It actually helps better than drinking it straight. I dilute them to this day. Try it and see if you feel a little better faster vs. than drinking them full strength.

For some reason my mind went straight the piano and the house tearing in half in the first Jumanji movie with Robin Williams.

It probably did not have a piano wire.

Reading more about #Zettlekasten, I can see why my Obsidian vault isn't a true Zettekasten system.

Neurons wire differently using #handwriting. Part of the system is in purposely slowing down to review current notes when choosing the best place for a new card.

I don't have to redo my Obsidian vault.

I can start new with 3x5 cards, empty ammo cans (because that's what I have on hand), and a pen. Easy.

I've seen posts the last few days about Primal being faster. It's lagging, hiccuping, and behind again. I'll try it again later/another day.

Deleting Notes is a Good Thing

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Being able to delete a note within #Nostr is a good thing. From what I've read, once you "delete" the note or "submit for deletion", depending on the client, it may or may not be done.

This particular one showed up in my notifications, but when I clicked on it, I got this message.

Even with the best of intentions, sometimes we say things in the wrong tone or it comes across negatively or we figured out whatever we said isn't what we were trying to say exactly.

You should be able to delete your messages if you want. I'm grateful that some clients honor the deletion requests.

Yes, oats are fine.

Not related, but interesting:

No uncooked self-rising flour for animals. It can expand inside of them causing blockages or kill them.

Walking across America is something I'd still like to do.

I'm leery about answering DMs here.

I'm so sorry this happened. I had no idea aluminum foil could help with such a think. I just popped in the website you recommended. I'm sure my mother will love it.

I stayed up late back then. The house phone rang early in the morning -- too early.

The person on the other end could barely get the words out, "We're under attack. Turn on the news right now!"

In a sleep-deprived blur, I clicked the remote to the TV and found the news.

Numb, too much to process. Shock. I remember not breathing when the first tower fell. I remember my hot tears, the screams I heard, not just from my apartment, but from those in the complex around me.

We watched the live coverage for hours, made calls to our families.

I still had to go to work?

I was a telemarketer then.

It was all so absurd. People at work acting like we just have to keep on because that's what we're being paid to do. I had to pick up the phone, call people, and pretend like they'd inquired about getting new windows for their home.

All their reactions were justified.

"Why do we have to pretend nothing is wrong?"

Of course, I couldn't.

I still feel the knots in my stomach, remember the blurred traffic as I drove home, not really remembering when I'd last eaten.

I was 25, and I new nothing would ever again be the same.

I was terrified.

My mom lives in the areas prone to wildfires up in the Pacific Northwest. She said she posts from the authoritative fire apps the area uses and she's noticed they are blocked or removed. She's not sure why, but it concerns her.

In what ways do you think? What have you noticed that's changing or that is changing for the better?

Maybe it's there and I haven't seen it because I wasn't looking for it.

Which trees?

For mine, I'd want plum, apple, and pear. Then I'd also want strawberry, blueberry, and blackberry bushes. I'd like a filbert tree too. Sunflowers. Potatoes. Quail. Chicken.

If I lived in a warm enough environment, then I'd like orange, avocado, and lime trees, too.

It's set to a Grok-roast mode. At least it was 10 minutes before I posted this.

It had nothing objective or nice to say and even told me I shouldn't bother publishing to the internet.

I don't see it in all young people, of course, but there's a wider gap, it seems.

Growing up, our generation didn't have the internet and we were required to read books, talk to a librarian, and work with a group of people (sometimes multiple times) to gain knowledge faster.

To learn something hands-on, we had to speak to someone directly and interact with a person physically to learn something. Think hunting, fishing, welding, fixing a vehicle, sewing, cooking, dancing, etc. We didn't have YouTube.

Because we were forced to interact with others regularly, we were required to learn how to communicate professionally to prepare us for the workplace, to have conversation, manners, etc.

Today's younger generations do not have the same skillsets by the time they are young adults.

It was a different time.

My gray coming in has been beautiful, not horrifying. Depending on the lighting, the bounce, the scenario, it's a bit of confidence and mystery.

It's a badge. I survived a lot. I earned them. I know things.

I know things younger people don't.

I understand now why older women can throw off a certain look and have it mow down every last bit of intimidation or sass thrown her way.

But the mystery and the air of confident knowing...

Cruella got it all wrong. She could have been so much more.

Premeditated harm is never the answer.

If someone is actively causing harm to you or someone who cannot defend themselves in your physical presence, you have the right to immediate self-defense or defense of others.

If someone hurt you or someone else, and it appears they got away with it, you do not have the right to go back months or years later and intentionally premeditate their harm for a future date.

I believe that justice comes in many forms.

I do not trust in karma. I trust in Allah and the Day of Judgement. I trusted Him long before I knew how to say

"God" in Arabic.

If you live long enough, you may see others who caused you or loved ones harm suffer due to "circumstance" or other issues. It was never a coincidence.

God Almighty is the best planner, guardian, trustee over all things, and disposer of affairs.

The Quran clarifies that even those who "appear" to get away with things do not. You'll see as you read through it for yourself (the whole way through, front to back).

It's scary to know what will happen to unrepentant people who appear to get away with the harm they purposely inflicted on others.

It is not wise to add to your own guilt by engaging in premeditated harm to individuals because you don't see the plans Allah has for them.